Like an Aunty I didn’t see very often. We didn’t really know each other, but I knew where to find you when needed. All we had were passing moments, the brief encounters passed quickly.

I wish we had more time but I’m walking done to Pyrmont now, and there’s no rumble at my back.

For those not from Sydney or familiar with our streets. We used to have a monorail. It was largely useless and is now in the process of being removed. I didn’t think I cared, but something is missing from our streets.